"Do you really want your kid to grow up with people whispering behind her back about how she doesn't have a father? Even if you won't do it for yourself, at least think about the baby."
Alaric was incredibly wealthy, and from what Toby had observed over the past few days, he was actually a pretty solid guy.
He spent hours sitting by that incubator every single day.
It was obvious he deeply loved the baby.
Toby really couldn't fathom what his sister was thinking. How could she bear to let such a rich, devoted husband go?
"I told you, stay out of my business."
Ivy was starting to lose her patience. She stood up and walked over to the incubator, focusing her attention on her daughter as she essentially showed her brother the door.
"Go home. If you're just going to keep lecturing me, then don't bother visiting anymore."
Toby wanted to argue, but the piercing glare Ivy shot him made him wisely snap his mouth shut.
The moment he stepped out of the hospital room, Alaric approached him.
"Did it work?"
Toby looked dejected for a split second before perking back up, eager to offer a new strategy.
"Alaric, I guarantee my sister still has feelings for you."
"But you completely ignored her for six whole months. You didn't even know she was pregnant! She's obviously feeling incredibly hurt."
"How about this? We stage a pity play to win her sympathy."
"The best way to figure out if a woman still loves you is to make her feel sorry for you."
Alaric knew right then and there that this kid was completely unreliable.
He turned and started walking away.
Toby scrambled after him, chattering non-stop.
"Alaric, if you truly love my sister, you'd be willing to do anything, right?"
Alaric didn't answer. With his long legs and inherently imposing presence, he just kept walking.
Toby kept pitching.


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